Poor Ray. Her owner before thought she was a he, named her Raymond. I call her Ray Hun. They weren't good owners before. They beat her up for jumping on the kitchen counters So she doesn't have any of her fang teeth left. Her pupils and oddly dilated.
You should have seen her face when I allowed her not only to jump on the counter but to have the baby food she risked life and limp to get. She ate that for awhile Now she is on cat food.
Obviously she was a little jumpy when she first came. you couldn't pet her. Now she just talks and talks as you stroke her mink like coat.
She doesn't like any one. She growls at everyone. Even the dog, she bosses. She never took a that attitude with me though. She respects me, I think.
You should have seen her face when I allowed her not only to jump on the counter but to have the baby food she risked life and limp to get. She ate that for awhile Now she is on cat food.
Obviously she was a little jumpy when she first came. you couldn't pet her. Now she just talks and talks as you stroke her mink like coat.
She doesn't like any one. She growls at everyone. Even the dog, she bosses. She never took a that attitude with me though. She respects me, I think.